Wow. I've read this fic like three or four times already, but until now I haven't even tried to write a comment about it. Actually I still don't know whether I can do it properly, because each time I have Akallabeth in front of my eyes, I want to start crying and don't have any idea how to describe all my emotions about the fic. But yes, I have to say here that Akallabeth is one of my favourite Arthur/Eames fics ever. It's probably in my Top 3. I really love angst, it's like a magnet for me, but when I started reading this one, I just hold my breath and couldn't stop reading even if I'd wanted to. Heh, as you can see, I can't even say anything coherent here. But yeah, I love Akallabeth. I love this obviously in love Arthur, I love this totally hopeful and, at the same time, helpless Eames. And thank you, really thank you for writing this from Ariadne's point of view. When I watched the movie for the first time, I fell in love with her character and that's why I like it so much when authors write about her, too, not only about Arthur and Eames. Big hugs for you for that! :)

Really, this is so damn beautiful story, I just want to take it with me everywhere, read in again and again and translate it for everyone in my country to be able to read it, too :)

Kisses,
Eledhill